Contradictions Stories

Bound by her mafia roots, Alexis Russo has the burden of her mafia empire after her parents deaths. A rival family, the Antonov's play a vital role in her life. Both negatively, and surprisingly positively as well. The story involves plots and twists and of course, contradictions. Contradictions which go beyond the normal ways of people. But when facing these Contradictions, will she stay as she is trained to be, or accept them.

Was held captive

we all have contradictions in life. Are we really allowed to stop, self-reflect and heal ? or should we move with the pace of this world without looking back at happy n sad times ? [ completed ]

We are coins-two sides of the same token. Most are made of copper, others of silver, and some of gold. The Perfects. The gold coins. Like the gleaming pieces of precious metal they are, they are flawless, radiant, the very embodiment of perfection. The Ordinaries. People like you and me. They are normal, and hence the name: ordinary. As vast as the sea, they are silver coins, those who have not yet achieved perfection. The Coppers. Copper coins oxidize as time moves on, slowly losing their luster, their worth, their ability to shine. Finally, they are worth the least. These are the ones who failed to forge an identity. Those who fail work their lives away to support society. That is their only purpose. "Nothingness" is where the Mistakes go after they have finished their term. And if they don't? Well, I suppose this is why this journal was made. This world is not fueled by greed, wealth, power, or beauty. The only thing that will guarantee your survival is... Perfection. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- A dystopian novel made by yours truly. I wrote this during ESP last year and decided to continue the series, hopefully, I won't give up on it because I did have solid ideas for this. Wish me luck ! Published : 12.16.25

Axel, also known as "The Untouchable," he is not someone anyone wants to get near. He's a cocky bastard that flaunts around his inhuman strength and he is always picking fights; yet could that all be nothing but a front? Could Axel, the untouchable first born son of a gang leader, be an actual human with real emotions and dreams? Impossible! Right...?

This is a quirky little idea i had the other day whilst studying shakespearean text. The concept idea is basically to contradict the point if the sonnet - but still give it the poetic feel. I may turn this into a collection if it is liked! Enjoy! ------------------------------ Sorry it has been a while. And i am sorry for many more reasons, And grateful for so much more. Sorry, thank you, i love you all... Possibly- but most likely some.

nothing, everything, and the in between

A conflict between the reality and the reality you ought to be. Something complicated and something uncertain. Battle full of contradiction within, thoughts that linger every moment. I hope I could get out of this certain uncertain paradox.

This is a poem about the contradictions and irony in the world. How something as beautiful as a clear blue sky can hover over something as horrifying as human actions throughout history.

My wedding gift to my cousin

The story is about, how a boy fells in love with a girl, who just went through a breakup, and how the girl uses, him as a bounce back to forget her past and move on! and as she is done! she left! leaving things and moving on is not an easy thing. but we need to understand, cyclogy plays a vital role here. When we say we are trying to move on! our brain determines the fact that moving on is a tough job and it will take time, so by saying "I am trying to move on" you will make it even difficult.. So you need to say," I Have moved on" Anyway ! its not a game to come and leave! but Humans are complicated! and we don't have everything in our hand! lets get straight to the story!!

A highly contradictive tale about a man named Rack of Shoes.

This is like my diary. Forever fucked since day one. I think too much so I write and write until my thoughts are gone. I am not an interesting person. I have nothing else to say.

Welcome to my contradicting world. A true story about, the thoughts in my head every day. a form of self-expression you never heard before called, documenting to the world how you think, hoping to relate to one person out there. To a journey of self-discovering and reaching my potentials and reaching a high level of self-actualization.

I have experienced things, heard things, seen things that contradict biblical texts that I believed to be absolute. Here are some of them and the verses as well.

Sometimes the midnight ghosts bring out the dark side of my soul and I fall into a vicious cycle of restless self realisations.